Thanks…

I wanted to take a few moments before I started cooking — okay that’s a lie because I started a little bit of things — to tell all of you thank you.

So much of my life has changed over the last eight years. The writing stuff hasn’t, actually. I’ve always been a writer but this part of my life — Rhys Ford part — altered how I live. How I work. And has given me some very deep friendships.

All of which are because of all of you, the readers.

When I wrote Dirty Kiss, I never expected to discover and embrace siblings-not-in-blood along the way. I have found Lisa Horan, Mary Calmes, the San Diego Crewe, and Greg Tremblay. I’ve made countless friends and some of them are quite dear, way too many to list. And I think if I began to, I would leave somebody out and it would devastate me. Seriously, names are just popping up in my mind like fireworks.

I am forever grateful to Elizabeth North has become a good friend and to everyone at Dreamspinner — especially Naomi — because I’m sure I drive them insane and I’m a bitch and a half to work with. I’m very grateful for my editors. From Lynn, Grace, Liz, and everyone else who checked over my words and sprinkled or erased commas. We have battled over word choices ( okay, battled is really just a strong word… I would actually say discuss) and actually at one time, had a back-and-forth conversation about paladins turning the undead at two levels higher than a cleric based on the rules in the Unearthed Arcana.

But really, I am in total debt to every single person who picked up one of my books. You have allowed me the opportunity to come visit with you, both through my words and by traveling to events. As many of you know,I feel very strongly about readers. You have welcomed us authors into your lives and spent a part of your day earning the money to bring us there. We are in your homes and thoughts and dreams by your grace.

I am honored to be there. I hope to continue to be there to entertain you and to give you stories that keep you up at night because that’s the greatest gift I can give you… sleeplessness because you want to turn the next page.

So thank you again from the bottom of my heart and I can’t wait to see what next year brings

Happy Thanksgiving! Who could have known that my having the shittiest 50th birthday ever and Tina going above and beyond to try to give me a little happiness with a Dirty Kiss t-shirt would bring us here this many years later. I love you my friend. If the last few weeks have taught us anything, it’s that we should be freely expressing our love and gratitude to the people in our lives – because you just don’t know that it isn’t your last opportunity to do so. ❤ I hope you have a wonderful day and I'm ever so thankful for you and your words and stories that teach us so much about the human condition.

I owe you a great debt of gratitude, your stories have distracted me from pain and taken me on amazing journeys on more occasions than I can count. I have a painful medical condition and sometimes painkillers aren’t enough but add one of your books and I feel so much better. Thank you Rhys, Happy Thanksgiving to you and those you love.💕

Happy Thanksgiving Rhys. I can’t even begin to tell you how much my life changed when I discovered your books and I’ve been eagerly awaiting every one of them since. I have health issues and am mostly housebound but I escape into the wonderful world of books and yours are some of the best I’ve ever read. I can’t wait for what comes next. Bless you.

Thank you Rhys, for all of your wonderful stories that have brought me so much joy over the years. Dirty Kiss was and continues to be one of my all time favorite books. Happy Thanksgiving. I can’t wait to see what the next year brings…

It’s clear that you don’t only write amazing stories, but also great newsletters. Opening one of them always feels like an adventure (oké, a tiny one, but nevertheless), I never know what to expect and I always love them! Just like your stories 🙂

> Rhys Ford posted: “I wanted to take a few moments before I started cooking > — okay that’s a lie because I started a little bit of things — to tell all > of you thank you. So much of my life has changed over the last eight years. > The writing stuff hasn’t, actually. I’ve alwa” >